Next comes another species of biker, which I call the Really Cool Biker, because they are really cool — usually younger than the Lance Armstrong types, wearing skinny jeans and a windbreaker imprinted with, say, the name of a bar or a bowling alley, and riding a sleek, fixed-gear frame bike that I myself am too uncool to even adequately describe.
ahem… Worst thing of the article is that he’s actually right and not just about the above, which sort of regards me, as I do ride fixed, but with no skinny jeans.